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Hatch, you chickens.. damn you!


*ahem* He who gloats too early  gets… some sort of… ‘gloaty disease’… or something.

I contacted the ‘Radio 4 Presenter’* yesterday to see if she wanted to sort out a date for another… err… date.

I got the following text back today:

Hey there, sorry for the slow reply. I had a great weekend thanks – I also drank way too much! I had a really great time last week but I’ve been thinking about it & I just don’t think the spark is there. It was lovely to meet you, I hope you understand x“.

I remember sending my first ‘no spark’ let-down message. The girl did not take it particularly well. I thought it was a good, honest and original line but like so many other ‘original’ thoughts it soon turned out that I was using the same material as everyone else. Nevertheless, at least it’s generally true so I think it’s a pretty good approach. Certainly better than “It’s not you it’s me” or (as happened to R4 Presenter’s housemate) meeting your date who then clutches his head and cries “I’m sorry, I can’t do this” and runs off.

In conclusion – Points for improvement:

  1. Get new shoes.

*not actual  Radio 4 Presenter

  1. April 7, 2010 at 3:40 pm

    Well, on the upside, it wasn’t tragic. Shoes are always a plus, no matter what the situation. ;) I highly recommend shopping at any time possible!

  2. April 9, 2010 at 5:52 pm

    i think I may need am entire wardrobe overhaul so shoes may only be the starting point. Shopping ahoy!
    (…after payday)

  3. April 10, 2010 at 5:42 am

    Live blog reporting:
    At this exact moment I am in North West London having lost all the people I know.
    However, there has been some promising female contact. If the the cute lady I met tonight is still up for a sober rendezvous then I may have something to report on.
    Alternatively this might be the last that any living human hears from me. In which case I bequeath my entire

  4. April 10, 2010 at 5:50 am

    ok, that was pretty much the drunkest comment ever. I don’t even know WHO I was bequeathing to as I fell asleep next to a canal.

  5. April 13, 2010 at 6:04 am

    Any man who can spell rendezvous then pass ou……..err, fall asleep next to a canal, is a keeper, clearly these girls of London are just missing out.

  6. April 14, 2010 at 9:38 pm

    Good lord… I had rather forgotten that I had written all this! From what scattered memories I have, I wrote the first part at about 4.30 am, then fell asleep, woke up, sent it then realised it was only half written.

    Oh, and no follow up from the girl I met with the cute haircut. DAMMITT!!!

    At least I kept my spelling dignity… thanks Shawn! :D
    Normally predictive text screws up my writing when I am drunk. Biscuit wins!

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